Dearest You,
Happy Easter! Aren't you thankful that He rose again, saving us sinners? I've always wondered why the disciples completely forgot that Jesus told them He'd be condemned and killed, but that He would rise up from the dead three days later. All of His friends were deep in grief and disbelief when Mary told them that Jesus was alive again. Even when they doubted His "realness" if you will, Jesus humored them and gave them proof. Jesus, perfect and blameless, after DYING ON A CROSS, FOR US, could have looked at His disciples incredulously for disbelieving. He could have zapped some sense into them. He could have left that upper room WHERE THEY HID and found others who would believe through faith, without seeing. But, instead, He offered proof, showing them His hands, feet, and side, where He was scarred for us. Aren't you glad to belong to a God who is SO loving, SO merciful, SO powerful that He sent His Son to take our sins and repercussions of them away from us forever?
Happy Easter! Aren't you thankful that He rose again, saving us sinners? I've always wondered why the disciples completely forgot that Jesus told them He'd be condemned and killed, but that He would rise up from the dead three days later. All of His friends were deep in grief and disbelief when Mary told them that Jesus was alive again. Even when they doubted His "realness" if you will, Jesus humored them and gave them proof. Jesus, perfect and blameless, after DYING ON A CROSS, FOR US, could have looked at His disciples incredulously for disbelieving. He could have zapped some sense into them. He could have left that upper room WHERE THEY HID and found others who would believe through faith, without seeing. But, instead, He offered proof, showing them His hands, feet, and side, where He was scarred for us. Aren't you glad to belong to a God who is SO loving, SO merciful, SO powerful that He sent His Son to take our sins and repercussions of them away from us forever?
My Easter Sunday began early. So early, in fact, that by noon I'd already gone to two church services, hunted colorful plastic eggs in wet grass, eaten a huge fattening brunch, and taken two separate naps. Now I've painted some hard-boiled eggs (painted-not dyed), consequently-yet-accidentally painting the fingernails I carefully manicured at eleven o'clock last night. 6am sunrise service this morning was good--we actually got there early, which, if you know anything about my family, is very unusual :P After that half-hour service, armed with our annual orange juice and ham biscuit snack, we rushed to the second service, at 7. I think most of us were still in a daze by the time we got home :D
I hope you're enjoying this blessed day with your family! Or friends. Or pet chick. Or chocolate candy and jellybeans.
Praise God for sending His Son, who does not get angry when our faith and trust are weak, but waits with patience and with proof.
Con amore,
Sophie
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